[Innerview gets good @ 2 min 30 seconds]

It was the verse in the Kick Push Remix.

I mean b/w them teef and those ears, WE knew he was special.

But I have allways had a sweet spot for the
Kick Push remix verse, as it was the first time,
in a long time, that an artist cohesivly,
on a HOT Track talked about:
[1] Black identity
[2] Navigating relationships w/ hood dudes
[3] Hood acceptance
[4] Being willing to try something different
[5] Attempting to navigate that space between being
different and being accepted.

Push down with the right, lift up with the left
Push down with both feet man, now land that shit fresh
We used to ride around just doin’ that
With some used Airwalks and Billabong on my back
Happily because my mom couldn’t afford it
When it came to Black validity, I guess they felt shorted
Identity crisis, they scrunched they facial
How we both black and our kid is biracial?

Okay, let me simplify the story yo
I was black but white in the middle like an Oreo
I skateboarded past all the shit I coulda been
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I mean gooder then, not cuz I’m better than
See, Airs got hooder man, blood got wetter than
I was just tryna bring it home and set a trend
But they would just yawn like it’s Late Night for Letterman
I’m tryna tell ’em, it ain’t no chance it’s a fad
But they look at my Sadplant like a plant that was sad
These niggas count more grants than my dad
From all the cocaine in the grams of a bag
Skateboard P stand for skateboard past
All the bullshit that the devil’s plans had
It grew up happy man, that plant wasn’t sad
So I put it in Vanity Fair and the Zoo York ad
And I cooked it up to a crystalized dream
Take a puff, don’t that taste like ice cream?
My record come out, the store calls your girl
Hate it or love it, I warholled the world
Yezzur…

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Hi Pharrel.

Its hot.

And its 6:30 am. I am up.

Burds chirpin got me up.
Need to go to Trader Joes anyways.

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